Could she read my mind right now?
“Yes.” Genara smiled directly at me.
Oh, crap. Don’t think anything stupid. Or embarrassing.
“Don’t worry,” she said. “I don’t share what I see. If I did, I would quickly become unpopular.”
“Thanks.” I stole a quick glance at Grey, wondering if she could read his thoughts so easily.
We sat in the two small chairs across from her, and she gestured to the center of the round table. “Please order whatever you like.”
I eyed the empty table, confused. A moment later, magic shimmered. Golden light swirled over the wood, and images of various coffees appeared, floating in midair. There was a tiny espresso, a larger flat white, a foamy cappuccino, a mug of tea, and a few others I didn't recognize.
Grey pointed to the espresso, and I wasn’t surprised by his choice. Dark and intense, just like him. The cup floated to the table, transitioning from transparent to solid as it went. The rich scent filled the air, and I considered my options, deciding upon the cappuccino.
It floated toward me, and I took it. “Thank you.” The first sip was divine, and I sighed. “This is the best thing I’ve ever had.”
“Of course it is. We only serve the best here.” Genara nodded, then looked at Grey. “You are here to remember.”
“Yes.”
“What is it that you seek?”
5
Grey
What did I seek?
The Mind Mage’s words echoed in my mind, more probing than she’d probably meant them to be.
My gaze flicked to Carrow, and I had my answer
Her.
But right now, we needed information about a past I couldn’t remember. In truth, there was much that I couldn’t remember. So much in my long and terrible past that had been replaced by new memories.
The terrible things remained, of course. Humans had that uncanny ability to recall their worst times, and I was no exception. The best times?
Those were so few and far between. And now that I’d met Carrow, they all paled in comparison to what I felt for her.
No.
I knew what was in our future—she’d seen it herself. I would drink her to death, according to her vision. Though we might not know exactly why, that was enough information for me.
I couldn’t have her.
I could never have her.
It would be easy enough to say that I’d never do the terrible deed, but I’d seen enough to respect magic and fate. The only way to be sure I could control myself was to avoid her as much as possible.
I blinked and turned toward Genara. She could read minds from a distance, but not mine, thank fates. My inner self was locked tight. It had taken years of practice to achieve that protection, but I considered it time well spent.
She could see into my mind if I permitted, and only if she were touching me. Even then, she couldn't see all the way. Rather, her skills helped me unlock memories that were long forgotten.
“There is a place in Guild City with a past that I might know more about.” I explained everything that Carrow had told me and that I had seen, including information about the book. “I believe I know something about it, but that information is beyond my reach.”
Genara nodded, all business now. “Of course. I can help you access it.”